Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

[Dead
Yeah,this muthafuckin boy up in this bitch
Yo,got my muthafuckin nigga Esham ready to kick this shit for you

Walkin on the fumblin with the razor blade
Rumblin with the ace of spade is where the wicket are made
Sometimes I really feel
I just can't deal with the of life
So I around with the bloody butcher knife
Therapy,man I need some therapy cause ain't nobody me
I ain't got no love cause no one for me
Slippin it into to darkness I'm beyond and pass that
Once I a flashback
and that's yo ass
Black get a shovel,grave digga
How you figure you gon' kill a nigga
You gon kill a nigga
Bloody baby bloody man I'm nutty what he thought
dead bodies and I never got caught
Walk the flatlines,man I the flatlines
And dead body chalk lines make me lines
I don't sniff .45 slug to my mind

I feel I'm on the
Man I some therapy

Boy talking]

I'm having suicidal
Brain cells dead the coma
My aroma dead body rotten but not forgotten
like you forgot
Man I one shot
Now I lay me down to sleep hot rot
Got no love when I was a
Now I swallow bullets for fun playin games the gun
Hope I spit up,get up,throw up,mind up
I told my teacher I want to be like Hitler I grow up
Now I got a mental block got the hammer cocked
Tick and ya don't stop make the pussy pop
To the break of dawn,to the of dawn
again it's on
.357 chrome plated to my
Now I you want to know about knowing what I'm knowing
If